The despot lord of Reggio,
Had set our country-side on flame
With the binning torch of her beauty's fame,
And a deadman's hate of her deadly name.
For she had gazed with cold gray eyes
On Rufo—he now starkly lies
Deep in a sculptured sepulchre,
Smitten with death through love of her.
Rufo, the heir of Ugo Count
Qf Rimini and vast amount